Dear Deplorables
by tristero
Dear Deplorables,
I get it. You won't reject a politician because he's a racist. Nor will you reject a politician because he likes to talk trash about women being worthless except to grab between the legs. Nor will you reject a politician if he openly mocks the disabled or if he treats the most powerful office in the world as an opportunity for grand-scale grifting.
But as I said, I understand. Valuing diversity, being respectful and honest in business and in my personal life? Those are my moral values. They're not yours. Fair enough. There's no reason we have to share the same moral values and we simply don't. Instead...
You, my dear Deplorables, cherish family values. And by family values, you've been very clear. You mean, for example, not condoning the character of a man who sleeps with another woman just after his wife has given birth. Sounds reasonable, but...
There's just one problem: you don't live up to your own values. Because if you did, then this admission that your president had an affair with a director and actress in pornographic films would be a deal breaker. But I'm absolutely certain that next week I'll look at my favorite poll, Trump's approval ratings among Republicans, and it will still hover between 80% and 90% (right now it's 89%).
But what about abortion? Every commentator says that that's your bottom line, that that's what got so many of you to accept Trump. He can do what he wants as long as he makes it impossible for women to have a legal abortion, for whatever reason, even rape.
Oh, yeah? I'll bet good money that even if an abortion clinic produced a medical Permission-to-Abort form from one of Trump's sexual companions, even if that form was signed by Trump himself and even if that form was notarized... yeah, even then you'd still slobber your approval and pump your fists and wear your MAGA caps.
Now, do you get it? It's not by my moral standards that you're so thoroughly deplorable, my friends, but by your own. Liberals like me aren't judging you morally bankrupt, you're judging yourselves.
A long time ago, a rather extraordinary young man ran up against his own Deplorables. He said:
And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye?
Good question.
Love,
tristero